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Sweet Dreams

Word Count: 89

John poked his head around the door. "Aeryn baby, you ready?"

"Just one more micot" Aeryn stood by the crib where their son was sleeping.  She pulled the blanket over him and bent to give him a kiss.

As they left to go down to the planet John stopped to lean Aeryn against the wall of the corridor and kiss her. "You ready to meet my Dad?" he said with a grin. She gave him an amused smile and said "Let's do it".

He woke smiling, till he remembered.
Quiet....

Word count: 36

Quiet, Darkness, Stillness. Why was he awake? Wait! Something moved. Hand on Wynona. Aeryn? What...? Oh God, am I dreaming? Kisses, hard but sweet. Still no words.

Morning and she's gone, but I can wait. Now.
Reflection

Word Count: 39

He stood on the terrace, watching the stars go by. Each one so alike, yet so  different, and he wondered about himself.

Had he been unique, or had their souls been one?

He bowed his head.

He'd never know.
Hell Yeah!

Word count: 54

"Can I get a Hell Yeah!"

John watched as the Command Carrier exploded into bright nothingness.

Could it be over?

He turned as Aeryn came and stood beside him. She looked at John and grinned when she said "Hell Yeah!"

And as her arm went around him, he thought, No...it's just the beginning
Regrets
word count 44

It happened.

It would be easy to blame myself. Blame her. But what's the point. It can't be undone.
Would I want it to?

A brief moment in time. Some small comfort. Is it too much to ask? Perhaps. But it happened.

Jenavia happened.
Obsession
Word count: 51

Tumbling, falling, shining.  A dark silky forest to hide from the world.  The scent of desire and warmth and love. He could never get enough. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the touch, the feel.

Aeryn turned over slowly and smiled. He never tired of playing with her hair.
THE POTATO GAME
word count 52
Disclaimer: It's yours Henson.

One potato, two potato, three potato, four
five potato, six potato, seven potato, more.

Aeryn looked over at John with an expression of complete disgust.

"You expect me to say that?!"

"Come on Aeryn! You've GOT to. No self respecting mother doesn't do the potato game!"

She sighed.

"One potato, two potato......."
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